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Updated: May 15, 2025
Robert had been prospectin' for months to find the right man for that transportation muddle and when he finally got hold of this Nicky Wells he goes around grinnin' for three days. Seems Nicky had built up quite a rep. by some work he did over in France on an engineerin' job.
Ortheris took out his house-wife, eased the trouble with a needle, stabbed Mulvaney in the calf with the same weapon, and was swiftly kicked into the fire. 'I've bruk the best av my toes over you, ye grinnin' child av disruption, said Mulvaney, sitting cross-legged and nursing his feet; then seeing me, 'Oh, ut's you, sorr! Be welkim, an' take that maraudin' scutt's place.
"Yes, he said somethin' to me about lookin' out for number one." "Did he? Humph!" The Captain's smile lost a little of its bitterness and broadened. He seemed to be thinking and to find amusement in the process. "What you grinnin' at?" demanded Phinney. "Oh, I was just rememberin' how he looked out for number one the first no, the second time I met him. I don't believe he's forgot it.
Whiskey's 'most always back of every shootin' scrap. It beats me," and the growl deepened, "how full-growed men, with full-growed brains, can put a drop of that stuff intew their mouths, after they've once seen what it does tew a feller's interlect, makin' a man intew a bloody brute or a dirty beast or a grinnin' monkey; an' yit, th' best an' th' wisest on 'em goes right on drinkin' it.
Garvey, "he's making a fool of himself by playing a snare drum." "Honest?" says I, grinnin' at Garvey. "Here it is," says he, draggin' out from under a davenport a perfectly good drum. "And you might as well exhibit the rest of the ridiculous things," says Mrs. Garvey.
Lead on to that raffle, though fwhat the mischief 'tis doin' so far away from uts home which is the charity-bazaar at Christmas, an' the colonel's wife grinnin' behind the tea-table is more than I know." Wid that I wint to the shed an' found 'twas pay-day among the coolies.
"How flatterin'!" says she. "Where?" I points him out. "Must be you," says I, grinnin'. "I hope so," says Zenobia. "If I'm really being flirted with, I shall boast of it to Sister Martha." But just then the lights go out and the second act begins.
I couldn't help grinnin' at Monty, and when I picks up Sadie again I gives her the diagnosis. "Case of springin' the highbrow chatter on a sportin' chappy that wears a fifteen and a half collar and a six and three-quarters hat," says I. "He's as thankful as if he'd come through a train wreck with his cigarette still lighted.
I jest shook him off, & clumb onto the platform, pullin Abe after me. The Constable & his men follered us, but I got Abe Lincoln inside the door, shet it & made him put his shoulders agin it. The Constable & his 2 assistants wuz buttin away at it, & me grinnin at them when the train pulled off, & they had 2 jump off.
"You'll have to excuse my grinnin', Mr. Gwynne," interrupted the other. "I didn't mean any offence. It's jest that we ain't used to good clothes an' servants to pull our boots off an' on, an' butternut pants an' so on. We're 'way out here on the edge of the wilderness where bluejeans is as good as broadcloth or doe-skin, an' a chaw of tobacco is as good as the state seal fer bindin' a bargain.
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